I used to travel in bus from my place to my company. While I travelling I used to see many girls and ladies in that morning journey. In that bus there...was a stranger girl whom I met she used to stare at me all the time and giving good response. I used to pass my time looking at her assets I guessed she was a college going chick who is interested in me all the time. We used to stare at each other and started smiling all the time. This gave us enough courage to smile.But we never got a chance to. They just want to get off.”“Then you are with the wrong guys. You said you never had an orgasm with a guy. I assume you’ve had at least one, though.”She giggled, “Yes.”“OK. So you can have them.”“All that stuff you said during the ‘Truth or Dare’ game, and afterwards, is that really all true?”“Yes,” I said. “I’ve been with fourteen girls — I should have said thirteen at the party, I miscounted. You were technically the fourteenth, but I’m not sure what we did really counted. I’ve had a. No response. I turned on the door knob it opened…I locked it from inside…without saying a word I climbed the stairs inside her unit. My heart was pounding…. she flung herself on me…kissing me so wildly on my lips….i started kissing her lips hard, holding her round butt with my firm palms squeezed her ass cheeks….she moaned. My cock was rubbing her pussy..i started nibbling her ears…then started kissing her behind her ears…she removed my shirt and started kissing my muscular chest…licking on. And, while I may have easily slid deep inside her pussy, her labia had not engorged as yet and my cock was not full of the blood that makes a full erection. That process took but a couple of minutes. I fucked her hard and deep and my orgasm was intense. Wet, Filling.Thank goodness, I was young and she patient. I did not lift myself from her and nor did I pull out of her. The lust for each other had subdued a bit to be replaced with a time of sensual tenderness. We kissed gently, caressed, moved.